A smile is a curve that can straighten out a lot of things
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QUOTES ON ATTITUDE

 Sometimes when I'm flying from one speaking engagement to another, I find myself
sitting next to someone who's quite talkative. This is often a pleasant experience for me
  because I'm an inveterate people-watcher. I've heard stories of sadness, delight,
fear and joy, and some that would rival those of Oprah and Geraldo. Sad to say,
there are times when I'm sitting next tosomeone who just wants to vent his spleen on a
captive audience for 600 miles. It was one of those days. I settled in, resignedly,
as my seatmate began his disquisition on theterrible state of the world with, "You know,
kids today are..." He went on and on, sharing vague notions of the terrible state
of teens and young adults, based on watching the six o'clock news rather selectively.
  I gratefully disembarked the plane and bought a local paper on the way to the hotel.
There, on an inside page, was an article that I believe ought to have been the front-page
  headline news. In a little Indiana town, there was a 15-year -old boy with a brain tumor.
He was undergoing radiation and chemotherapy treatments. As a result of those
treatments,he had lost all of his hair. I remember how I would have felt about that at his
age. I would have been mortified! This young man's classmates spontaneously came to
the rescue: all the boys in his grade asked their mothers if they could shave their heads
so that Brian wouldn't be the only bald boy in the high school. There, on that page, was
a photograph of a mother shaving off all of her son's hair, with the family looking on
approvingly. No, I don't despair about kids today.

                By Hanoch McCarty, Ed.D.
          from Condensed Chicken Soup for the Soul
  Copyright 1996 by Jack Canfield, Mark Victor Hansen & Patty
  Hansen

 No one can take away your self esteem unless you give it to them.
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 JUST HOW I FEEL
  I never get angry or disagreeable with anothers point of view as it certainly
would be a dull world if we all thought alike.
 I would never try to measure anothers suffering.  I am sure mine is no
 harder for me that yours is for you. None of us is given more than we can handle.
 Deep within us all lies the strength to overcome our obstacles. We all must work on the
 obstacles put in our lives and overcome them. The best why for me to overcome is
 sharing and love.
 And the hardest lesson I ever had to learn was to "play the hand I was delt."
Olivija said that
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 Whatever you practice, you will become skilled at doing. Winning athletes
practice day after day, month after month, to hone their skills. So do the
best musicians, actors, salespeople, airline pilots, preachers, photographers,
designers -- the list goes on and on.
What do you practice every day? Do you practice positive, success-oriented
skills and actions? Or do you practice such skills as making excuses, getting
angry, complaining, assigning blame, and procrastinating.
Remember, the more you practice, the more skilled you become. Every moment,
you increase your experience in some area. The more you practice anything, the
more it becomes a part of you. So be aware of what you practice each day, each
moment. Make sure that what you practice, is what you want to become.
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You've just achieved a spectacular success. Now go beyond it. You've just had
an overwhelming obstacle thrown in your path. Now go beyond it.
Whether your past has been filled with triumph or disappointment, the thing to
do now is to go beyond it. Failure cannot hold you back unless you let it. And
if you allow good fortune to hold you back, it's not really a lasting success.
If you're not moving forward, where are you going? Whatever has happened is
already past. Now is your chance to go beyond it.
No matter what has gone before, go beyond it. Each day, each moment, is a
fresh new opportunity. Go beyond, and unlimited possibilities await you.

WHAT DO ANGELS LOOK LIKE?

     Like the little old lady who returned
     ~ your wallet yesterday.

     Like the taxi driver who told you that your eyes
     ~ light up the world, when you smile.

     Like the small child who showed you
     ~ the wonder in simple things.

     Like the poor man who offered to
     ~ share his lunch with you.

     Like the rich man who showed you that it
     ~ really is all possible, if only you believe.

     Like the stranger who just happened to come along,
     ~ when you had lost your way.

     Like the friend who touched your heart,
     ~ when you didn't think you had one to touch.

     Angels come in all sizes and shapes,
     ~ all ages and skin types.

     Some with freckles, some with dimples,
     ~ some with wrinkles, some without.

     They come disguised as friends, enemies,
     ~ teachers, students, lovers and fools.

     They don't take life too seriously,
     ~ they travel light.

     They leave no forwarding address,
     ~ they ask nothing in return.

     They wear sneakers with gossamer wings,
     ~ they get a deal on fluff cleaning.

     They are hard to find when your eyes are closed, But
     ~ they are everywhere you look, when you choose to see.
 

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Key factors in a positive attitude are:

TWO BABES IN A MANGER

 In 1994, two Americans answered an invitation from the Russian
 Department of Education to teach morals and ethics (based on biblical
 principles) in the public schools. They were invited to teach at
 prisons, businesses, the fire and police departments and a large
 orphanage. About 100 boys and girls who had been abandoned, abused, and
 left in the care of a government-run program were in the orphanage.
 They relate the following story in their own words:

   It was nearing the holiday season, 1994, time for our orphans to hear,
 for the first time, the traditional story of Christmas. We told them
 about Mary and Joseph arriving in Bethlehem. Finding no room in the
 inn, the couple went to a stable, where the baby Jesus was born and
 placed in a manger.

 Throughout the story, the children and orphanage staff sat in  amazement
 as they listened. Some sat on the edges of their stools, trying to grasp
 every word. Completing the story, we gave the children three small
 pieces of cardboard to make a crude manger. Each child was given a small
 paper square, cut from yellow napkins I had brought with me. No colored
 paper was available in the city.

 Following instructions, the children tore the paper and carefully laid
 strips in the manger for straw. Small squares of flannel, cut from a
 worn-out nightgown an American lady was throwing away as she left
 Russia, were used for the baby's blanket. A doll-like baby was cut from
 tan felt we had brought from the United States.

 The orphans were busy assembling their manger as I walked among them to
 see if they needed any help. All went well until I got to one table
 where little Misha sat. He looked to be about 6 years old and had
 finished his project. As I looked at the little boy's manger, I was
 startled to see not one, but two babies in the manger. Quickly, I called
 for the translator to ask the lad why there were two babies in the
 manger. Crossing his arms in front of him and looking at this completed
 manger scene, the child began to repeat the story very seriously.

 For such a young boy, who had only heard the Christmas story once, he
 related the happenings accurately--until he came to the part where  Mary
 put the baby Jesus in the manger. Then Misha started to ad-lib. He made
 up his own ending to the story as he said, "And when Maria laid the baby
 in the manger, Jesus looked at me and asked me if I had a place to stay.
 I told him I have no mamma and I have no papa, so I don't have any place
 to stay. Then Jesus told me I could stay with him. But I told him I
 couldn't, because I didn't have a gift to give him like everybody else
 did. But I wanted to stay with Jesus so much, so I thought about what I
 had that maybe I could use for a gift. I thought maybe if I kept him
 warm, that would be a good gift.

 So I asked Jesus, "If I keep you warm, will that be a good enough
 gift?"

 And Jesus told me, "If you keep me warm, that will be the best gift
 anybody ever gave me."

 "So I got into the manger, and then Jesus looked at me and he told me I
 could stay with him---for always."

 As little Misha finished his story, his eyes brimmed full of tears that
 splashed down his little cheeks. Putting his hand over his face, his
 head dropped to the table and his shoulders shook as he sobbed and
 sobbed.

 The little orphan had found someone who would never abandon nor abuse
 him, someone who would stay with him-FOR ALWAYS.

 I've learned that it's not what you have in your life, but who you have
 in your life that counts.

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Adapted from a newsletter from the Attitudinal Healing Connection of Oakland, California

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